Show me all your flaws,
your shadows,
and the crevices of your sins.
I'll accept them as a part of you
and love them as a part of us.
Don't fret nor fear my mind,
I can equally comprehend
your storms,
because I, too, have
my own maelstroms.
They are the same,
just existing on a different plane.
Don't forget why we're here.
We were both sinned,
and it's our decision
to rebel against creation
and revel in our pleasures.
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Poetry of the Soul
PoésieOur soul is like an ocean full of deep secrets, hidden fears, demons, and angels lurking at the depth of our being. If eyes are the window of the soul, then where would be the door? ------------------- Collection of poems, words left unsaid, words...
